And hardening."We have a suite at the Marriott," (across the street) Lisa informed me."With champagne and six 'packages' that need to be unwrapped..."... Elizabeth said softly. "By the birthday boy." Why," Barb said into the ensuing silence, "are we still here?"Good question. Ten minutes later I was carefully laying my jacket over the back of the sofa in our large Marriott suite.Have you ever had the privilege of undressing six beautiful women? I'd seen each and every one of these women nude. I'd. I’m the Brother you flash a look of superiority to as you suddenly grope your White boyfriend as you see me coming. I’m the Brother working two jobs to pay for my university education and yet I get looks of anger and disappointment from sisters as I walk down the street or through campus. I’m the Brother who gives up his seat for a sister and holds a door for her, only to get a surprised look from her. I’m the Brother with the big dick starring in a porno movie, having sex with Black women,. "I wish some of yours was left I would have loved to taste that." "Maybe someday I'll save you a cup of it" she giggled.We kissed softly for a few more minutes on the ground in that bathroom before getting up and walking out. "We'll I guess thats it." I said as we were drying off."yea, I guess so" she replied with a pouty face. "Hey Stephen about that I love you thing before in the shower..." Don't worry", I cut her off. "I get it you were just caught up in the moment. I was too it was. Mr. Benson said.I looked. I stupidly, was thinking that the kind of breed this dog would somehow be written on his underside. I got on my hands and knees and looked on the dog’s belly. I could see nothing.“Mr. Benson said. “Look closer.”By now my head was practically under the dog and the only thing I could see was a bunch of hair and the dog’s penis, of which the pink tip was just beginning to peek out.“You want to know what kind of dog it is?” Mr. B asked.I nodded.“It’s a male dog.”“I know.